ITALIAN RENAISSANCE MUSIC: Alle stamegne! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ayKZZeUcvZI
Read More »QUIMPER FESTIVAL, FRENCH CORNWALL – Triumph of ringers
QUIMPER FESTIVAL, FRENCH CORNWALL https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=da_5annvWx0
Read More »WHISKEY IN THE JAR: Irish folk song
WHISKEY IN THE JAR As I was going over the far famed Kerry mountains, I met with captain Farrell and his money he was counting. I first produced my pistol, and then produced my rapier. Said stand and deliver, for I am a bold deceiver, musha ring dumma do damma da, whack for the daddy ‘ol, there’s whiskey in the …
Read More »WHEN THE MUSIC BECOMES POETRY: Australian Aborigines, the vibrations of the didgeridoo
AUSTRALIAN ABORIGENES – The vibrations of the didgeridoo https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IRF6r7k1ymg
Read More »WHEN THE MUSIC BECOMES POETRY: Cielito lindo, by Quirino Mendoza y Cortés
CIELITO LINDO De la sierras morenas, Cielito Lindo, vienen bajando. Un par de ojitos negros,cielito lindo, de contrabando. Ay! ¡ay! ¡ay! ¡ay! Canta y no llores! Porque cantando se alegran, cielito lindo, los corazones. Pájaro que abandona, Cielito lindo, su primer nido, si lo encuentra ocupado, Cielito lindo, bien merecido. Ay! ¡ay! ¡ay! ¡ay! Canta y no llores! Porque cantando …
Read More »WHEN THE MUSIC BECOMES POETRY: Antonin Dvorak – Symphony No. 9 in E minor – FROM THE NEW WORLD
FROM THE NEW WORLD (Antonin Dvorak) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NuM2oKIuAOM
Read More »WHEN THE MUSIC BECOMES POETRY: Mykola Lysenko, the Taras Bulba Overture
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KdPQR25nnKs (Mykola Lysenko)
Read More »WHEN THE MUSIC BECOMES POETRY: Rhapsody, by Sergej Vasil’evič Rachmaninov
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RgtEUr_n9vM (Sergej Vasil’evič Rachmaninov)
Read More »WHEN THE MUSIC BECOMES POETRY: The Sea, by Mikalojus Konstantinas Čiurlionis
THE SEA (Mikalojus Konstantinas Čiurlionis) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BY4o2G6hmaQ
Read More »WHEN THE MUSIC BECOMES POETRY: Infant Holy, Infant Lowly – Polish song, by Kamila Klein
INFANT HOLY, INFANT LOWLY Infant holy, for His bed a cattle stall. Oxen lowing, little knowing Christ the Babe is Lord of all. Swift are winging angels singing, Nowells ringing, tidings bringing, Christ the Babe is Lord of all. Flocks were sleeping, shepherds keeping, vigil till the morning new. Saw the glory, heard the story,tidings of a Gospel true. Thus …
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